Frank came to about half an hour later

tied to a chair. He looked sheepishly

between the two pissed off hunters in

front of him.

"I probably should have warned you.

It was an attempt to break the spell, you

may release me now," Frank explained.

He was answered by two stony stares.

"The spell is a fairly simple one, they do

have a tendency to end up being the hardest

to break. I thought that I may be able to

'shock' him back to normal. Sam was a

normal, heterosexual male. I thought a

kiss from another man may do the trick.

Clearly I was wrong, so we must think

of the next step."

"Okay. But we can do that with you in the

chair, so that's where you're gonna stay. And

no more alone time with Sammy," Dean said

coldly. "Hey, Sammy, you can come out. We're

gonna talk for a while, do you wanna stay

in here with us and color?"

"Hmm, no. Can I practise my make up on

Frank?"

Bobby was very enthusiastic with his reply,

"Sure, princess. Don't forget his nails."

By the time Frank had three layers of eye-

shadow there was a viable option. Frank

said he could make a potion that may break

the spell.

Sammy, who had no idea what they were

talking about, was tickled with Frank's

new look. So thrilled, in fact, that he forgot

about the kiss incident and wanted to know

if Frank wanted to try on some of his pretty

clothes and shoes.

"Deanie had to find them special for me

'cause I'm so tall. He takes pictures of me in

them all the time because I look so pretty."

"Of course that's why he takes the pictures,

but I'll pass on trying on your clothes, dear."

Sammy pouted until Dean walked over to Frank

and put a hand on his shoulder.

"I'll be trying on those dresses now, won't I?" Frank

asked.